It led me by the hand, as if to fill the niches in the memories in my oozing brain fluid. Without even a destination, we kept walking. Disgusting clouds were floating in the sky. I already know what will happen to me the next time I wake up.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1424 | 2017-05-18 13:41:38 | 93.12 | 98% |
| 798 | 2017-03-01 14:45:50 | 88.83 | 95% |
| 199 | 2017-02-17 03:29:48 | 81.58 | 92% |